Stanford University - Quad Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

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Foreword HE twelvemonth has been one of peculiar activity and large enterprises at the Univer- sity, and this volume is offered by the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Three as an annual which embodies somewhat of the spirit of an extraordinary year. Within a short period we have seen a memorial church rise, which is one of the most fitting and worthy trib- utes given to any college community. We have seen the ground broken for the comple- tion of the Outer Quad and have had sub- stantial assurance in the plans which have been drawn up of a new Library and Gymna- sium, of an extension of University buildings oi which we hardly dreamed. Above all, we have seen the final develop- ment and culmination of the plans of the founders in Mrs. Stanford ' s deed of grant — a deed unparalleled even in this era of educational benefactions. Moreover, as this year is the tenth anniversary of the opening of Stanford, some attempt has been made to make this an anniversary book. Two articles, by Dr. Jordan and Dr. Elliott, embody — the one the ideals and intentions of those who direct the University, the other the traditions which have become interwoven with our short history. A poem on the chapel by Professor Newcomer is most noteworthy in its echo of other days. The editors have used every effort to secure the work of those of our former Stanford men, either among the immortals or rapidly approaching that height, who have in time past made Stanford history in its publica- tions, both in a literary and an artistic way. In a majority of cases they have been successful, and can refer with pride to such names as Carolus Ager, Bill Irwin, Wallace Irwin, Bristow Adams, Larry Bowman, Merle Johnson, Dick Culver, Randel Borough and Will Francis. As for the rest, the editors have tried to give the college a tasteful and representative Quad. If they have succeeded, the credit belongs to the Junior Class; if they have failed, theirs is the blame. Stanford Quad 1903

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Stanford Quad 1Q03 I - OTHER of ten years ' labor, the lips of ivhose eldest are zvet With the milk of your ungrudged bosom, the e?id of whose bearing is set In the day that the world ' s light darkens, or the sons of your bounty forget ! You sprang, at your birth, like the goddess, mature for the ivork of your pride, But never a Mind gave you being; full-armored, with spear at your side, You stepped from the depths of a sorrow, out of hearts where the micsic had died. Though the years let us see imperfections that love must in groivth recognize, Our loyalty joys in the strength of a youth more impulsive than wise, Accepting your choice, too, if Beauty be less than the Fact in your eyes. Grave trust are you given, Mother, the last of our impotent years, To blend a man s thought with boy ' s laughter , to fit us for trial and tears ; Once for all have we learned, in your language ; we must pass from your hands to our peers ! Ten years ! Love has groivn ivith our knowledge ; through the struggles and triumphs between, Our faith has kept hold of your garment, — smile still on us, Mother, serene, While the years that shall be bring to fulness the pledge of the years that have been ! CAROLUS ACER.

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Stanford Quad 1903 University Inspirations THE first day of October, 1891, the doors of Leland Stanford Jr. University were first opened to students. What we have done, what we have tried to do, the obstacles we have met, those we have surmounted and those which have conquered us, all these have become matters of history and form no part of this little sketch. With the contact between young men and young women with older scholars and more mature investigators the life of the Uni- versity began. Some of the words said on the opening day it may be worth while to recall. It is for us as teachers and students in the University ' s first year to lay the foundations of a school which may last as long as human civiliza- tion. Ours is the youngest of the universities, but it is heir to the wisdom of all the ages, and with this inheritance it has the promise of a rapid and sturdy growth. Our University has no history to fall back upon ; no memories of great teachers haunt its corridors ; in none of its rooms appear the traces which show where a great man has lived and worked. No tender associations cling, ivylike, to its fresh, new walls. It is hallowed by no traditions. But the future with its glories and its responsibilities will be in other hands. It is ours at the beginning to give the University its form, its